Peaceful Farming (16)

Elara chuckled, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "We are. And with these repairs, the animals will be safe for the rest of the season."

As they gathered their tools and started back toward the farmhouse, the sense of accomplishment lingered. The repaired fences weren't just a physical improvement to the farm—they were a symbol of the growing bond between the three of them, a partnership forged in the quiet determination of winter mornings.

With the fences standing strong and the morning warming slightly under the winter sun, Arpious and Elara turned their attention to the animals. The barn was alive with gentle sounds—soft bleats from the goats, low mooing from the cows, and the occasional cluck from a curious hen peeking out from the coop.